MTL - Pretend To Be a Good Person In the World of Conan-Chapter 33 Don't grind weird stuff in the middle of the night
It was getting late, and while Shiraishi motioned for the little man to sit down, he took the rewards for the first three tasks first.
He offered a total of 150,000 yen and a piece of Yutian Luren's [[N] Memories Fragment].
This fragment was much more mottled than the one that Butterfly Ninja gave him. Shiraishi checked it for a moment and put it into his backpack.
After receiving the reward, he glanced at the task bar that had shrunk a lot, and then Shiraishi looked at the little boy who had been peeking at him.
The task that this cafe has attracted will not officially start until tomorrow, but this does not prevent him from gathering some information beforehand.
Shiraishi asked what the little boy needed him to do.
"It's my dad's business." The child recalled:
"After I died, my dad became very unhappy, and his face was very scary every day. I thought about comforting him, but he couldn't see me, and he gave away all the toys I liked in batches.
"Listen to others, he doesn't want to think of me through those things..."
Speaking of this, the little boy was a little sad, he raised his hand and wiped his face before continuing:
"Lately, Dad, he's suddenly been weird.
"In the middle of the night the day before yesterday, when I woke up and found that he was no longer in bed, I went to look for him and finally found him in the kitchen.
"He's sharpening his knife, such a long knife!" The child gestured with open hands.
"The soul still needs to sleep." After Shiraishi finished speaking, he suddenly realized that the point was wrong, "Then what?"
"Then he sharpened it for a while, wrapped the knife in thick newspaper, put it in his bag, and went back to his room to go back to sleep.
"I thought it was over, but yesterday, when I woke up in the middle of the night, I saw him sharpening his knife again.
"Fortunately, my mother has moved in with my grandmother long ago, otherwise they will definitely quarrel again if she sees it..."
The child held his head in worry, he remembered the TV series he had watched before, and guessed:
"Does my dad want to commit suicide, but he can't make up his mind? Brother, can you help him?"
"..." Although I can understand what you mean, it sounds like you want me to help him kill himself... Shiraishi nodded.
Help is sure to help, after all, it is a task.
However, from all aspects, the father really didn't look like he wanted to commit suicide, but more like he wanted to kill.
Shiraishi asked the little boy's name, origin and residence.
The child said that his name was Ogino Tomoya, and he fell ill and died a long time ago. He couldn't tell how long it was. After all, when you don't need to go to school or work, people's memory of the date will become very vague.
He also faltered and couldn't explain where he lived. He just said that he followed his intuition and found it all the way through the wall. As for how to get back, he really had no idea.
Shiraishi was a little disappointed, but for a child who died very early and drifted around for a while, his poor memory was understandable, and he couldn't expect everyone to be like Conan.
Fortunately, the name and approximate age can be found. Wait for tomorrow morning, before the task starts, go to the police station to check it out. It is rare that Professor Hirota has an acquaintance, so there is no need to waste much.
It was very late today, and after Ogino Tomoya said the entrustment, he seemed to have made an agreement with the store, and stopped wandering around, just sat at the table in a daze.
Butterfly Ninja didn't need to sleep either. She hid behind the bar and didn't know what to do. She didn't look sleepy at all.
Shiraishi asked a question, and after learning that they could sleep if they wanted to, and that not wanting to sleep would have no effect on their bodies, he didn't say any more, yawned, and turned around and went into his room.
The next day, Shiraishi got up early and went to the police station to find the friend of Mr. Hirota.
In this world dominated by case solving and detectives, the information confidentiality system is not too strict. The old police officer did not hesitate to check the information for him:
"In the past 20 years, there have been 32 'Ogino Tomiya' in the whole country. If the household registration is limited to Tokyo, the age is under 8 years old, and he has passed away..."
The old policeman sighed and clicked on the record above:
"This child died of appendicitis two years ago. He was only five years old when he died. The death certificate was issued by Rice Flower General Hospital. There should be no problem."
After speaking, the old policeman looked at Baishi suspiciously: "Why are you suddenly interested in this kid?"
"It's like this. When I went to the grave a few days ago, I accidentally tripped over the steps and fell right in front of the child's grave. So I thought, could it be that he has encountered some unjust case and wanted to ask passersby to help him avenge his grievance? ."
Shiraishi said nonsense with dignity, and finally concluded: "Since it is the death of illness, then I have no problem."
